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HEALING HANDS



In past years, I have sought in vain

for one, whose caring hands might touch

the wound that I have sought so much

to heal, and finally free me from my pain.



Deeply I have sighed and fought

inner demons, seeking to be free,

I caged them back inside of me

and pasted on my mask as I was taught.



Now I see the hands I need

are not those of another,

rather, I may touch an inner brother

who resides deep down in me.



The hands I need then now exist

down my arm, just past my wrist.